Red sun, Orange sun, Blue sun

[Unseelie]

Edges on the rocks. They float, as do I.
Not me, no. no light. Rocks are warm, or cold.
No light, here.
Stretch, my light, the sun
Sharp suns, biting suns.
Rub. Rocks. Cool, or warm.
Warm, cool, warm...
Rocks take my warmth..they sooooth.
Mother Rocks.
Mother screaming biting sun, Mother freezing rocks.
Screams feed, freezing sooths.

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